Luther snorted, and his expression soured. “I don’t care if you’re a madman; your end will always be gruesome so long as you cross me…”

“You have nothing but your foul mouth to blame. If you didn’t say so much, things might have ended better for you. I would’ve given you a quick, painless death!”

Luther readied himself as his hands quickly moved.

Waves of darkness and light condensed in front of him.

The pentagram formed of the powers of light and darkness constantly spun in the air. As it flew toward Jack,

could tell that Luther was either fourth or fifth in terms of power among the ten of them. This explained why he

was too naive. He thought of others too simply and thought too highly of

out a short laugh, temporarily discarding that thought. He had foreseen

for too long as it would

sake of their dignity. Jack was never afraid of facing

seal after seal that slowly

Destroying the Void, he did not hold back to finish the battle quickly. A hundred Soul Swords were formed in the air. With a wave,

controlled the sword’s trajectory, aiming at the lower left corner to hit where the dark energy was condensing. That was the portion

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